Still Cookin Larry June

На этой странице вы найдете полный текст песни "Still Cookin" от Larry June. Lyrxo предлагает вам самый полный и точный текст этой композиции без лишних отвлекающих факторов. Узнайте все куплеты и припев, чтобы лучше понять любимую песню и насладиться ею в полной мере. Идеально для фанатов и всех, кто ценит качественную музыку.

[Intro]
(Glitch Realm)
Ayy bitch, close that door
I love you, baby
(Sledgren)
Yeah
Damn
(Yee-hee)
(What's up, DeeDot?)
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Walk through the trenches, no stick on me, niggas know I'm one hund' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
No cut on the orange juice, bust a hundred pack in the tub (God damn, numbers)
Change clothes 'fore we hit the trap, hell nah, we ain't smoking nothing
James Bond with the new coupe, sipping green juice, counting money (Yee-hee)
Build a bigger brand, make 'em understand what this shit really worth (Worth)
Before I spend the bag, I think about it, make sure it's all worth it (Worth)
Bought the bitch a bag (Bag), soft seven bands, Chanel (Good job)
Latex gloves (Numbers) whippin' up a half a kick, busting juggs early (God damn)
Nigga, I'll never tell (No)
Nigga, I am not a bitch (No, no, no)
Can't do the time, don't do the crime, stupid-ass little nigga (Numbers)
Bullets jumping out the MAC-11, I don't know, man, I gotta hustle for this shit (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Twelve thousand for the cloud couch, blow about a ounce, niggas fucking with it (Shit)